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Angel Dust ([personal profile] itsytitsyspider) wrote2021-10-14 12:15 pm
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Behind Closed Doors



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lonelysmiles: (Uh Oh)

[personal profile] lonelysmiles 2021-12-12 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly, by the time he got to that "one last stop", Alastor was beginning to wonder if he really would need to be a pack mule. Or at least a pack stag. It wasn't necessarily that they were heavy but just so many of them to hang on to...!

"Certainly! And then I also offered to treat you to a meal!"

And, boy, was Alastor going to need some food. Some of what Angel had bought would be frozen solid if they passed through the shadows back to the hotel. No matter. Going into all the little shops, Alastor had mentally bookmarked items that Angel had paused over but ultimately not picked up, some more regretfully than others.

As they approached the lingerie shop, Alastor naively hoped they were going to one of the shops next to it. But as they got closer...

"I'm afraid I don't see why you'd need my help picking, er, undergarments..."
lonelysmiles: Dammit Angel! (Brain Break)

[personal profile] lonelysmiles 2021-12-12 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Alastor's grin was a mile wide in pure panic, ears twitching erratically as his face turned the same scarlet as his hair. At one point, he closed his eyes, trying to imagine he was anywhere but where he was.

And then Angel asked for his opinion.

He risked peeking an eye open, knowing that it wasn't likely to be anything even slightly modest.

"Doesn't that much lace itch?" he squeaked, static hissing away with his words.
lonelysmiles: (Uh Oh)

[personal profile] lonelysmiles 2021-12-12 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
He had to ask. He had to ask!

Deeply regretting asking if only for Angel's answer, Alastor forced himself to look at the two-piece set. Black on black wasn't the worst combination, of course. It was classic and classy...if one could call lingerie such a thing.

He swallowed. "I suppose it depends on who your intended audience is." Dredging up half-forgotten memories of the Vaudeville stage his mother had performed on, he tried to remember what the costumers would talk about. "I presume it's Husker?"
lonelysmiles: (Introduction - Nervous)

[personal profile] lonelysmiles 2021-12-12 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
No. No, he definitely wouldn't understand. That was for sure. But he could understand wanting special attention from someone.

He swallowed and looked at the garment again. "I don't know if I'd use the word 'cute'. 'Classy' comes to mind. Surprisingly so. As for it being Husk's taste in undergarments, well, I couldn't tell you."

It was awkward, being in essence hoisted into a "wingman" position for Husk. Not that he didn't like the cat -- Husk was one of his two favorites, after all! -- but he'd never delved into these sorts of likes and dislikes.
lonelysmiles: Dammit Angel! (Brain Break)

[personal profile] lonelysmiles 2021-12-12 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Excuse me?!" Alastor yelped, ears flattening as his whole body warmed in a full-body blush.

Oh dear. Oh dear, Angel could not be serious!
lonelysmiles: How adorable! (Being Threatened)

[personal profile] lonelysmiles 2021-12-12 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Alastor swallowed the whine the threatened to come up out of his throat. He glanced about.

"...Do I have to pick from this store in particular?" he asked.

Very likely, but if Angel wanted to know, well, Alastor preferred something less risque.
lonelysmiles: (What? No Deal?)

[personal profile] lonelysmiles 2021-12-12 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Continued here